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... spruce you up more beautifully than ever for tonight! For you must have a deep conversation with the duke!’

“…Will the duke really like me?”

“Absolutely! Who would even dare to reject you, Princess? You are blessed with the beauty of an angel. You might even have your first romantic kiss underneath the moonlight!”

“Wh-wha…?”

At Carolina’s words, Larissa could feel the warmth of the blush as it crawled up her neck. ...

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